Shooting the Hoops (Carys)

It was the middle of winter and Ulf was dressed for it. He was wearing some jeans and a shirt with long sleeves topped by his coat with a fur lining. Next to him was Ghost padding along happily. Although, Ghost wasn't a dog, nor cat, well, he was a type of cat I guess. He was a lion rather than a kitty. A big-white, winter-touched lion with sky blue eyes. He was big and ferocious and Ulf held his mane tightly with his little fingers. His soft round face was nervous and slightly uncertain as he saw someone on the courts. Her shook it off and smiled, he was Ulf the Vigorous! Winter's Child. He had enough of walking and ghost stopped and sat. Getting on top of the mighty lion's back they marched forwards with his slingshot and stone ammunition in one pocket he waved with his left hand, "Hello!" he said smiling...hello was probably one of the onlywords he could say and loved saying it to everyone.